Aly took me to the strip again last night; we went to visit the Wynn Hotel, which was fairly impressive. It has a little forest inside and a singing frog somewhere outside. Definitely interesting. However, the hotel didn’t occupy us for long, so we were going to hang out with some of her friends; we were just waiting for them to text her back to find out where we could meet. So picture this: it’s slightly after midnight and Aly says, “I’m bored. I want to go to the park.”

“What are we going to do at the park?” I asked her, “Play on the swings?”

“Yeah.”

Duh. I’m just the passenger seat tag-a-long, so it didn’t really matter to me what we did. I had an extra jacket, so I was good to go. But somehow, some sense enters my head when we are nearly to the park and I ask her, “Aren’t parks usually closed at night?”

“Parks don’t close Jana.”

“Most of the ones I’ve been to have hours and people aren’t allowed in at night.”

However, as we drive up, we see the gate of the park open, so we enter. Big mistake. She parks and as we’re getting out of the car, we see another car driving up. A police car. Oh you better believe I was excited about that!! (Sarcasm) We don’t know whether to walk up to it or to go ahead to the swing set like we had planned. But the cops stop and step out of the car, and that simply ruined our swing set plan. They asked us to step up to the car so that the lights could blare in our faces and blind us and they started taking down Aly’s information. I was completely panicked on the inside, but surprisingly outwardly calm. Then they started taking down my info. Still pretty calm and pretty proud of myself for not getting hysterical.

Then my hands got cold. I’m just thinking to myself, what in the world am I supposed to do with my hands to keep them warm?? Fortunately, I realize (from watching so many episodes of Cops with Aly) that it wouldn’t be a smart idea to put my hands in my pockets. So I cross them and it keeps them slightly warmer.

It wasn’t long until they had checked us out and we were free to go, we just had to leave the park. They didn’t search us or put us in handcuffs or anything (which was good because I really might have gotten hysterical then), but that was the closest I have been to a cop car since I was 8 (I ran away from home; cops picked me up). It was a little bit terrifying. Maybe next time Aly will believe me when I tell her parks close!!